Qingzhi stood up and looked up at him, with an indescribable alienation in her clear black eyes.
The person standing in front of him was the gentle uncle who had been looking forward to it for a long time.
But Qingzhi no longer had the expectations he had at that time.
She just looked at this tall adult.
When Sheng Qianmo came here, he originally went to Heng Mansion first, but he learned from Uncle Chen that Shu Nuan had gone to work outside the city and would not come back until later. He also learned that Qing Qianmo When Zhi was studying at Lizi Elementary School, he took the first step to pick up his little girl and take her home.
However, what Sheng Qianmo didn't expect was that Qingzhi took a small step back, and the little guy looked at him, his eyes becoming a little wary.
"Qingzhi, don't you remember me?" Sheng Qianmo slowly knelt down and tried to coax his little girl. He thought Qingzhi was angry that he came back too late.
Qingzhi lowered his head and did not respond.
"I never told Qingzhi, Qingzhi, do you know? I am your father, and it is your father who is back." When Sheng Qianmo said these words, his throat was a little stiff.
That's a feeling that's hard to describe.
From the first time he met Qingzhi, he wanted to blurt out the words.
That was his daughter, the sweetheart of him and Shu Nuan. When he first saw Qingzhi, he knew that it was his daughter.
The pain of not being able to recognize each other once lingered in my heart day and night. I couldn't even hug him, let alone say words like acknowledgment, so I endured it day after day, just to make myself better. Strong, strong enough to protect the people you want to protect.
So the day finally arrived.
He was finally able to stand in front of Qingzhi and tell her clearly that he was her father.
But Qingzhi was still retreating, until she reached the courtyard wall. During this period, her big eyes were wide open and seemed to be filled with a layer of water vapor.
Qingzhi suddenly sniffed, lowered her head and took out the note from her book bag. She wrote every word carefully. When she was writing, her hands did not tremble, but her drooping eyelashes trembled violently. Fortunately, she lowered her head so that no one could see her. When he finished writing, Qingzhi raised his head and showed him - Qingzhi doesn't want you.
Qingzhi does not want a gentle uncle.
Qingzhi doesn’t want a father either.
The word "daddy" always makes Shu Nuan sad.
Every time, Shu Nuan would cry because of her father.
Qingzhi doesn't want Nuan to be sad, and doesn't want Nuan to cry for her father anymore.
Sheng Qianmo was slightly startled, as if he felt his heart throbbing hard at that moment. It was more painful than when he was injured during the war, and more painful than when he was bullied by Nanrong soldiers four years ago. At that time, he had faith and had to grit his teeth no matter what, even if he was bleeding, he would carry it through because he wanted to go home.
But Qingzhi said she didn't want him.
Qingzhi doesn’t want a father.
Sheng Qianmo still slightly touched the corner of his mouth and asked the little guy in a low voice: "Why, Qingzhi..."
The little cat was also lying on the steps, wagging its tail softly. When it heard Sheng Qianmo talking, it also meowed softly, as if it was also asking Qingzhi why.
Qingzhi looked up and saw the carriage of the Heng Mansion behind Sheng Qianmo.
She looked at Sheng Qianmo, pursed her lips tightly, and was so stubborn that she refused to say anything more. She put her notes into her book bag, walked down the steps, passed him, and lay down on the steps. The little milk cat on the bed meowed, as if reluctant to let the childish little person go.